I looked at my Rolex as I fastened my seat belt.
I had just forty minutes to save an innocent from a criminal punishment.
My father never trusted my driving skills. But I had no time to think.
As I reached the end of the road, my right foot had pushed the brakes too hard to prevent a collision of my body with the steering. My instincts wanted me to rethink.
This was my last chance.
“To be or not to be”…